where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
"Tomorrow, please, give me that?" He says, staring wide-eyed at his shaking, dirt covered hands. "Why should I give you what you would not?" "Because I deserve it!" He yells. "No, you demand, and in that, lies your undoing," he says, driving a blade into the back of his skull.
"Don't be a cry baby Sasha, you passed the test, you're in. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" Sasha looks up from her blood covered hands, tears running down her face, "This wasn't a test, it was murder!" She laughs, "It's only murder if they find a body, now, eat." "A-A-Are you serious? I have …
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"Don't be a cry baby Sasha, you passed the test, you're in. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" Sasha looks up from her blood covered hands, tears running down her face, "This wasn't a test, it was murder!" She laughs, "It's only murder if they find a body, now, eat." This 50 word story …
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"Sorry little brother, but business, is business," he says as he pulls the trigger, the blast echoes around Timmy's head for what seems like an eternity, and he falls to his knees, blood quickly forming a thick, sticky puddle beneath him, as that smiling mother fucker looks down at him. "Y-Y-You, didn't need to," he …
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"Sorry little brother, but business, is business," he says as he pulls the trigger, the blast echoes around Timmy's head for what seems like an eternity, and he falls to his knees, blood quickly forming a thick, sticky puddle beneath him, as that smiling mother fucker looks down at him. This 50 word story …
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"I could never, not now, not after all this," he says through groggy eyes. "Why? We're made to be together, literally created by heaven and earth for one reason, to bond, don't you feel it? Can't you see it?" She says pressing a hand against his dirty, bruised chest, he grabs her hand and thrust …
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"Is this really all you have to say for yourself? Is this all that's left between us?" She asks. "Fuck you! You lock me up in this prison, yet you expect me to love you, what a fool you are, and how I'll love taking your head from your shoulders!" This 50 word story …
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If you want to know how this story started, you can read about it HERE. "Ya come here lokin for magic girl, I ain't got no magic here, I ain't got much'o anything, what makes ya believe me have that kinda thing here?" The old woman's says, looking through her one good eye, while …
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"Ain't no letting go of ya girl, ya here ta stay now, been hunting ya for ta long, ta just let ya go," the old woman says as she digs the knife into the girls forehead, and slowly begins slicing it across her face, the girl screams out in agony. This 50 word story …
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If you want to know how this story started, you can read about it HERE. "I don't know how I can thank you, everything you've done today will not be forgotten," he says, looking up at him, tears running down his cheeks. "I'm not being generous here sport, this is what you'd call, a …
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To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame
K Is Silent k Is SiLeNt K iS siLENT kIsSiLeNt
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